Kill that old grey mule,
it's time for her to sleep
For sixty years they poo,
she still got twenty years to give
But she's staying here and well,
always looking for something else to eat
So what will you do Mr Businessman,
when there won't be no more herb on the rafi?
We really must be blind,
keep following this show
They saw her birthday hide,
that she crops a golden coin
The kings and queens keep watching,
no matter the cost they'll still be buying
So what will you do Mr Businessman,
when there won't be no more water into the sea?
I hope one day we'll be flying like a butterfly
Yes I hope one day there won't be no more lies
First time I saw the mule,
people were cheering for her saviour
She came as a conqueror,
now
she's part of our children's terror Now
that we know the mule is led by money
We must let her go and fetch herself with honey
I wonder what will the businessman do,
when we'll have cut his source of revenue?
Now that I know the mule,
I really wish I didn't take a rest
People need to understand,
darling in the sleep is really for the best
So let's stop
arresting a coin,
let's find a way out of the story
Let the businessman dry,
so the old grey mule won't have to cry